Chapter 87 Forty-seconds Man
- CALUM
- No sooner are the words out of my lips when Cathy jumps off me. She moves with the speed of light to confirm the door is locked. Her ass swings in her gown. Maybe it’s deliberate, maybe it’s not but I love the way the material clings to her curve.
- A wicked smile adorns her lips as she struts back to me. Standing over me with her hands on her waist, she nods towards the room. “Here or the bed?”